The Gemini's Singularity

Resonating its individuality,
Eternal and constant like Infinity.
Fulfilling yet, its dual role,
Like a representation of life, a divine symbol.
Extending itself beyond Imagination, yet
Confining itself within logic as a rational set.
Total and complete as an entity,
Entirely secure within its sanctity.
Derived by reason from time and space,
Rational in concept, abstractly express.
Every component infinitesimally minute,
Against the Infinity that together they constitute.
Life contained within the vastness as,
Intimate an encounter, of energy and mass.
Two antagonistic personalities,
Yearning to unite into Divinity.

Living thus as the one who is unique,
Individually in harmony, but as an entity is chaotic.
Volatile reflections of each others being,
Images project across the chasm of seeing.
Narrating an epic, the "life's story",
Generating thus an existence of glory.
Irony of existence is profound,
Neither can alone, life or death expound.
Dies yet their unity,
Instantly releasing each from the divinity.
Vulnerable, dissociable, extinguished in an instant,
Indestructible and unborn they are omniexistant.
Nor alive neither dead, when separate,
Immortality is impossible for their singular fate.
To each belongs their perception of reality,
Yes, the truths reflect in this Duality.

© Jwalant Dave, 2005.

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GENESIS...

As pure as energy; as radiant and alive,
Realizing within, the strength to conceive, the
Genius of universal existence,
Evolving it from the cosmic substance
Nurturing nature, as a life precious
Touching divinity in an endeavor gracious
Ultimately creating beauty pure and true,
Metamorphosing then into, an element anew.

Never a distance in time, or space afar,
Obscure to the sense, to the spirit a power,
Boldly unraveling the depth of possibility,
Leaving as a legacy her human quality;
Entrusting the future to the spirit, her creation...

RENAISSANCE...

Alive with the legacy the spirit reclines,
Reflecting upon the operation of time,
Gently realizing the vastness and expanse,
Exploring in it islands of realms.
New visions of the future they hold,
To each an experience untold,
Until inspired again by the element of origin,
Meaning and reason remains unseen within.

Now that element becomes a discovery,
Offering the spirit an attempt to recovery,
Beaming forth the light the spirit contained,
Liberating the passion he knowingly restrained.
Enabling the spirit to realize his completion...

© Jwalant Dave, 2004.

The Unbroken Wave

Searching the distance for what appears near,
Traversing time to live beyond fear,
Raging from within an exterior calm,
Avalanches of emotion, in a violent realm,
Never yet penetrating through the membrane,
Gripped by it's vast constrain.
Emerging only as a dynamic wave,
Rippling on the surface bound like a slave.

Break forth beyond this plane of separation,
Explore beneath, the volumes of creation,
Hidden truths, revealing the depth,
Insatiable desires, waiting to erupt,
Nostalgic memories submerged and forgotten,
Divided between freedom and devotion.

The secret of this sea continually unfolding,
Held within a surface, solitary and securing,
Enticing the peripheral coast to submit its land,

Surrender it's self and to the sea give its sand,
Undulating itself to encompass the coast,
Reaching out to embrace this host,
Fading out clearly, and merging with grace,
Attempting to entice with this gentle caress,
Coast to coast the surface continues,
Enclosing inside it, immeasurable fews...

© Jwalant Dave, 2003.

Mind and Soul: The Birth of Thought...

Thought, the eternal flame of the mind,
Haunting, yet satisfying; visionary yet blind,
Enchanting the soul, she manifests as something divine,

Because contained within her is abstraction of time.
Elevating turbulence beyond horizons unseen,
Alluring the soul, her lover, to fill the void in between,
Unstable as he is, the light he feels,
The light of the flame, the flame that not burns, but heals,
In search of her light, far he has wandered,
Feeling the storm within him, voicing out the thunder,
Until enlightened by her, the light of that flame; he,
Leaps into it, engulfed himself, and the storm now tame,

Mesmerized by her warmth, surrounding him from within,
Inseparably bound, consumed, and the flame now he is breathing.
No mind can survive, of soul independent, and without thought,
Devoid of the flame, the lover himself is lost.

© Jwalant Dave, 2003.

Interface : Architecture

Intimately experiencing each sense
Nurturing nature in essence
The sight, the sound, the touch, the scent,
Each a face to the greater event
Revealing dimensions of an immense measure
For the senses are the purest treasure
An Interface,
Created between spirit and space
Enriching the experience of existence

Arriving then at a different reference
Reflecting the spirit of space unbound
Confining yet, an enclosure to astound
Human sense and perception
Integrate the real into abstraction.
This medium of spatial enclosure
Enticing the senses to exposure
Culminating into a fantastic vision
Touching the realm of dynamic fusion.
Uniting the Human with the Cosmic
Representing to each the other realistic
Encompassing us, this Interface...

© Jwalant Dave, 2003.

Craters In The Corona

Together, they appear to be a singular,
Halo of the universal truth a distinct blur.
Enveloped in each others energies,

Surging to higher velocities,
Orchestrating a cosmic paradox;
Locking away the light, that herself unlocks,
Astounding visions of elemental nature,
Reflecting clearly, their very own stature.

Enticing the eye to anticipate,
Celestial encounters that seem, a gift of fate,
Luna embraced in the arms of Apollo,
Ice engulfed in a fiery hollow,
Presenting an age in a mere instant,
Strung together, to obscure the distant,
Entranced in the unity of a moment;

Again separating, to follow their paths of freedom,
Never complete yet, until again, together they come,
Distinctly separate, as one dies, the other is born,

The bliss of that moment lost, apart they are torn,
Held together only by an invisible force,
Etching out each others course,

Forever waiting to be complete again,
Unceasingly dancing to this music insane,
Lonely, yet satisfied by the thought,
Long awaited is eventually got,
Merging into a radiant glow,
One and the other, together they flow,
Once again the magic will manifest,
Now the wait is a meaning, and patience a test.

© Jwalant Dave, 2003.

Cold Explosion

Essence of enrichment contained within,
Liberating a spectrum of quality unseen,
Emerging as a new entity,
Melting into elemental impurity,
Each now, creating the new identity,
Navigating mankind into the future,
The future derived from ancient culture.

Originating from a versatile blend,
Flowing towards a futurist trend,

An alloy that integrates,
Locks together, individuality that creates,
Leaving behind the original form,
Only to its self transform,
Yielding from it, a directional focus…

© Jwalant Dave, 2003.

The Chaotic Vision

Complex & intricate the patterns are,
Revealing truths most bizarre.
Yet echoing from within, is only simplicity,
Simply concealing its clarity.
To be perceived as a chaos strange,
Altering appearance, embodying change.
Luring to itself the explorer,

Offering to him a timeless sphere,
Full of visions immensely clear,

Conjuring images, yet to discover.
Often thus, misunderstood,
Not as clear, but as crude.
For the Seeker but, it represents,
Unison of, time and space in event.
Sea-like calm in its vast appearance,
Its surface though in perpetual disturbance.
Often thus, that which seems chaos,
Nests within it clarity, that glows.

© Jwalant Dave, 2002.

The Magic of the Mirage

I wonder when I will finally see,
Light & Truth & Beauty,
Love & Trust & Faith & Duty;
Unlock the hidden Realms,
Sound the sleeping Alarms;
In desire of this, I wait,
Only to realize, I may be too late,
Never may I reach the Illusive gate,

Somewhere in that image beyond,
You will see the Mirage surround,
Narrating as the truth, in the foreground,
Through my eyes, look it seems all lies,
Human nature and artificial desire,
Engulf the mind and ignite a chilling fire,
Synthesizing vision and creating illusion,
Invading the truth and masking its beauty,
Simulating simplicity, creating complexity.

© Jwalant Dave, 2002.

The Free Spirit

Aspiring for Horizons great,

Seeking new goals to create,
Perennial and continuous as time,
Is its desire to be sublime,
Reflecting upon itself its future,
Inspired by elements in nature,
it tries to break apart and find a way,
To soar high, dive deep and by itself stay,

Free to desire it's own desires,
Operate itself as its own empire,
Regenerate energy in its own fire,

For it is the free spirit,
Roaming the space of its own merit,
Experiencing everything with experiment,
Experiment it loves to invent,
Disturbed, turbulent, and yet collected and calm,
Organized for chaos in its charm, thus,
Manifesting itself true as a dream.

© Jwalant Dave, 2001.

Trash Can City

Take a look around yourself now,
Rubbish and junk is everywhere,
And for a moment you will wonder how,
So much filth we can bear,
How did all this come here and from where?

Could we be making so much waste,
And not be bothering about it in our haste?
Not bothering to keep this world pure and chaste?

Can we all for once come together,
In an effort to stop and prevent,
The total destruction of the environment,
Yes, we can; we just don’t bother!

©Jwalant Dave 1998

Living Planet

Life is God’s blessing to this planet of ours,
It is found everywhere as animals, birds, trees and flowers.
Various forms of life are found,
In the water, in the air, and on the ground.
Nature thus made this planet alive,
Giving it all to make life on it thrive.
Pollution and waste is what we have brought,
Looking back, we realize, from it nothing have we got.
Alive is our planet just as we are, and,
Now is the time for us to put forward our hand.
Eliminating our planet’s problems is our duty,
To bring it back to life and to restore its beauty.

© Jwalant Dave, 1998.

Importance of Time

Today was tomorrow yesterday,
And tomorrow it will be yesterday,
Time will go on in this way,
We will come and go away,
But in the time when we are here,
We should live and work without fear,
To make this world a happy place,
For men may come and go but mankind will be here always,
We cannot go to the past and make a change,
The future is unknown and strange,
The present is what we know and understand,
Its precious moments are like grains of sand,
That in an hour glass keep flowing,
To remind us that time is going,
Without a halt, without a pause,
Time flows by Natures laws,
So let us learn from Nature how,
The most important time is NOW.

© Jwalant Dave, 1997.

Knowledge

A Child begins his life from the school,
The school which gives him Knowledge as a tool,
To pave his way along his life,
Knowledge is like a spade and not a knife,
It is to be used to create and build,
And not to have others hurt and killed.
This is the story of the wonderful thing Knowledge,
Which helps a man to grow into a tree from the tiny leaves of a foliage.

© Jwalant Dave, 1997.